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This world I cannot bear, and I swear I'm drowing from this life. I try to fight for air, but it's not there. Fear of suffocating has me anticipating the worst for myself. Just let me outta this hell, it'll be much better for all us. Just shut your mouth and let me talk. I've not got much time left, let me get this offa my chest. It pains me to say, but I've felt it to this day. It's a pain you can't name, and can't describe. I know now the world was never at my side. It treated me like dirt, like I was a void. Well, since they wanted it like this, I took away their happines. So take this with you, to the grave if you need to. The world is hell, if that rings a bell, just finish your life. There will be strife, and people will use your back to hold their knives.

While watching the ravens fly across the sky,

I see the sun begin to die.

A raven lands beside me it stares at me maliciously,

I see it's eyes glimmer with the forshadowing of evil.

My eyes cloud over with a dark fog,

I see again but the world is but a bog.

Hearing my friends scream with agony unseen,

with every sound that I hear.

I look up to the sky,

to see the ravens all have died.

I look at my hands which are stained with blood,

I see the knife in the back of the one I once loved...

Were will you go, since you just appear at my door. I know I should turn you away, or call your parents. But there is something that looks like Heaven sent. Letting you in to dry off at the time seemed right, but how did I know you had just been in a fight? With your sight blury, and you soaked from the freezing rain. It just pained my to see your shiver. Handing you a blanket and spair clothes, I knew it was my compationit side that showed. A few weeks later I heard about you running away. I should've called, but I had already felt so bad for you, I didn't. Like I said, you just looked Heaven sent.



A month later the news is again, this time it's about killed poet who had housed a run away. They say he was either a compationate man or a pervert. Either way, he was killed in the night. Not a fight looked like it happened. Well...time for me to rest in this river bed...